of only children,
I appreciate the fact that you are a parent, but I have no sympathy for your complaints of the day to day difficulties you have (unless of course it's something serious then I do). I have three children. I have to divide my time and attention between three kids EVERYDAY. I have to make sure they ALL know that I love each one of them equally. I have to ensure the safety (both mental and physical) of them all. I have to address three different types of personalities and all of their individual issues that go along with them. Their ages vary, so every explanation that I have to give for every major event in life has to be catered to their level of understanding. And of course, one of them has special needs, so dealing with that along with the day to day needs of his siblings is a challenge.
So pardon me if your feelings of woe aren't met with the type of vigor you were expecting. I'm probably too busy thinking of how I can help all three of my kids grow into loving, caring human beings without screwing them up too badly (or one of them is interrupting our conversation).
Don't get me wrong, not all parents of only children are complainers, as a matter of fact I know several who are wonderful parents that do give their undivided attention to their child without the facade that it's a job, or even so much as a "look at me!" I'm talking to the ones who talk about how much work parenting is, but can't turn off the video games, computer, or phone long enough to actually deal with their child, and then wonder why their child is the way they are.
Take your problems, multiply them by three, then talk to me.
~Kim
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
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That's how my brain feels today. We're getting back into my busy season. Between wrapping up the school year with the kids, starting little league season, my new job, and my other commitments, my brain has decided to disconnect itself from my body.
Yeah, I feel really disconnected, unmotivated, and distant. I'm in an area in my life where something's got to change, the problem being that I don't know what that "something" is.
All the sadness in the world is really weighing on me. Although none of it has affected me directly, it still affects me.
I'm going to be 40 next year. That's a big number (all the "0" years are). A milestone birthday. I'd like to be happier on my 40th birthday than I am right now. I want to feel good about life again. I want to view the world with my 20 year old eyes again, anything and everything is possible.
I've got to let go of the past, change the present, and charge into the future with the same ferocity I had in my younger years. I still have the imagination and the eternal optimism I've always had (sometimes it drives people nuts), I just need to start utilizing it again.
I'm tired of being angry all the time. Letting other people steal my happiness is no longer an option. The big difference is, any decision I make also affects 3 other people (sometimes 4 if you count my husband). Fear of failure is HUGE.
If you've met me, you know that I come off as a confident woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to do what she needs to do to make it happen. If you know me beyond just a few meetings, you know that's bullshit. Don't get me wrong, I can be a tough bitch, but there's SO much more to me than meets the eye.
So, here I am...at a crossroads...and my car seems to be running on empty.
~Kim
That's how my brain feels today. We're getting back into my busy season. Between wrapping up the school year with the kids, starting little league season, my new job, and my other commitments, my brain has decided to disconnect itself from my body.
Yeah, I feel really disconnected, unmotivated, and distant. I'm in an area in my life where something's got to change, the problem being that I don't know what that "something" is.
All the sadness in the world is really weighing on me. Although none of it has affected me directly, it still affects me.
I'm going to be 40 next year. That's a big number (all the "0" years are). A milestone birthday. I'd like to be happier on my 40th birthday than I am right now. I want to feel good about life again. I want to view the world with my 20 year old eyes again, anything and everything is possible.
I've got to let go of the past, change the present, and charge into the future with the same ferocity I had in my younger years. I still have the imagination and the eternal optimism I've always had (sometimes it drives people nuts), I just need to start utilizing it again.
I'm tired of being angry all the time. Letting other people steal my happiness is no longer an option. The big difference is, any decision I make also affects 3 other people (sometimes 4 if you count my husband). Fear of failure is HUGE.
If you've met me, you know that I come off as a confident woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to do what she needs to do to make it happen. If you know me beyond just a few meetings, you know that's bullshit. Don't get me wrong, I can be a tough bitch, but there's SO much more to me than meets the eye.
So, here I am...at a crossroads...and my car seems to be running on empty.
~Kim
Monday, April 15, 2013
What kind of world...
are we living in?
30 years ago, when I was a small child, you didn't worry about being killed at school, but today, I spent the day holding my breath, hoping that nothing would happen while my kids were at school.
Then, while I was driving to pick them up, 2 explosions went off near the finish-line of the Boston Marathon. Last I've read, there were 3 dead and hundreds injured.
Both of these things occurred on the day North Korea had threatened a nuclear attack on either Japan or the US.
Despite all of this, I'm not scared. I'm angry. Angry that there are so many people out there with no other goal in their small lives than to hurt or kill as many people as possible. Angry that there are people out there who take pleasure in instilling fear on innocent people. Angry that I have to have conversations about people killing children with my own young children.
Between the theater in Colorado, the college campus in in Texas, the elementary school in Massachusetts, and the marathon in Boston, we wonder if we can be safe anywhere.
There needs to be some MASSIVE overhauling of our mental health system. As a society, we need to remove the stigmas attached to mental disorders and get these people some help. Doctors shouldn't have to FEAR admitting patients who exhibit mental issues. Parents shouldn't have to FEAR asking a doctor for help when they see signs of mental illness.
Shit happens. It happens everyday. Why is it okay for someone to seek cancer treatment so they can live a long healthy life, but not for someone who exhibits signs of mental illness (or their family members for them) to seek the same kind of healthy life? They didn't ask to have the
illness thrust upon them, just as people with horrible physical illnesses didn't ask either.
I'm not saying "commit them all and throw away the key" by any means. I'm saying "GET THEM HELP!" Getting these folks help could prevent so many tragedies. Not just the massive killings, but the suicides, the single homicides, a WHOLE plethora of terrible incidents.
I'm also a proponent of "an eye for an eye" when it comes to terrorism. I know people always scream "violence only begets violence," and I agree, but I also think, "You've got to speak the same language to resolve a problem."
The status quo isn't working. Looking out for just ourselves isn't working. Look out for your neighbor. Look out for your neighbor's neighbor. Look out for your neighbor's neighbor's neighbor.
Don't live in fear of anything, especially change!
~Kim
30 years ago, when I was a small child, you didn't worry about being killed at school, but today, I spent the day holding my breath, hoping that nothing would happen while my kids were at school.
Then, while I was driving to pick them up, 2 explosions went off near the finish-line of the Boston Marathon. Last I've read, there were 3 dead and hundreds injured.
Both of these things occurred on the day North Korea had threatened a nuclear attack on either Japan or the US.
Despite all of this, I'm not scared. I'm angry. Angry that there are so many people out there with no other goal in their small lives than to hurt or kill as many people as possible. Angry that there are people out there who take pleasure in instilling fear on innocent people. Angry that I have to have conversations about people killing children with my own young children.
Between the theater in Colorado, the college campus in in Texas, the elementary school in Massachusetts, and the marathon in Boston, we wonder if we can be safe anywhere.
There needs to be some MASSIVE overhauling of our mental health system. As a society, we need to remove the stigmas attached to mental disorders and get these people some help. Doctors shouldn't have to FEAR admitting patients who exhibit mental issues. Parents shouldn't have to FEAR asking a doctor for help when they see signs of mental illness.
Shit happens. It happens everyday. Why is it okay for someone to seek cancer treatment so they can live a long healthy life, but not for someone who exhibits signs of mental illness (or their family members for them) to seek the same kind of healthy life? They didn't ask to have the
illness thrust upon them, just as people with horrible physical illnesses didn't ask either.
I'm not saying "commit them all and throw away the key" by any means. I'm saying "GET THEM HELP!" Getting these folks help could prevent so many tragedies. Not just the massive killings, but the suicides, the single homicides, a WHOLE plethora of terrible incidents.
I'm also a proponent of "an eye for an eye" when it comes to terrorism. I know people always scream "violence only begets violence," and I agree, but I also think, "You've got to speak the same language to resolve a problem."
The status quo isn't working. Looking out for just ourselves isn't working. Look out for your neighbor. Look out for your neighbor's neighbor. Look out for your neighbor's neighbor's neighbor.
Don't live in fear of anything, especially change!
~Kim
My brain...
Is constantly going.
Between personal issues, world issues, family issues, and relationship issues, my mind is always going. The problem with my mind going is that my mouth tends to go too.
I'm a talker. I speak my mind. While I think everyone is entitled to their own opinion, I think everyone is entitled to my opinion too. I have absolutely no problem telling someone when I think they're being ridiculous (or stupid or an idiot or wrong).
Trying to find out if that affects my relationship with people is difficult as well. I'm definitely a "what you see is what you get" kind of person. The problem with that is I live in a world that operates like a high school.
My mom always told me, "High school is nothing like the real world."
Well, Mom, you were wrong.
It's exactly like high school. There's drama, I still have to sit in one place for long periods of time, and I still have to answer to someone in "higher authority." There are still cliques of people who hang out together and exclude people, talk about people behind their backs, and turn around to that person and talk like nothing was wrong.
It's human nature, it is what it is.
It's time to talk about it. It's time to be real. If everyone was genuine, the world would change. If everyone would stop worrying about what they have, or what they don't have, the world would change. If people would start talking to each, instead of ignoring important things and pretending they don't exist, the world would change.
How do you plan to change the world?
~Kim
Between personal issues, world issues, family issues, and relationship issues, my mind is always going. The problem with my mind going is that my mouth tends to go too.
I'm a talker. I speak my mind. While I think everyone is entitled to their own opinion, I think everyone is entitled to my opinion too. I have absolutely no problem telling someone when I think they're being ridiculous (or stupid or an idiot or wrong).
Trying to find out if that affects my relationship with people is difficult as well. I'm definitely a "what you see is what you get" kind of person. The problem with that is I live in a world that operates like a high school.
My mom always told me, "High school is nothing like the real world."
Well, Mom, you were wrong.
It's exactly like high school. There's drama, I still have to sit in one place for long periods of time, and I still have to answer to someone in "higher authority." There are still cliques of people who hang out together and exclude people, talk about people behind their backs, and turn around to that person and talk like nothing was wrong.
It's human nature, it is what it is.
It's time to talk about it. It's time to be real. If everyone was genuine, the world would change. If everyone would stop worrying about what they have, or what they don't have, the world would change. If people would start talking to each, instead of ignoring important things and pretending they don't exist, the world would change.
How do you plan to change the world?
~Kim
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